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[sid] => 69811
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Damented Look
[time] => 2004-11-02 10:08:05
[hometext] => kinda random outa no place
[bodytext] => I sit on the floor Screaming Thats all I hear is the Screaming my own It rings in my head the knife I use to slice my flesh Has fallen onto the ground now the tears mingle with the blood I scream not in pain In anger the walls know my fist I raid the medicine chest Nothing I grab the knife It slices it plays on my flesh I hold in another scream I thought I had but i heard it ringing in my ears I search for the reason i should live It is nowhere to be found my knees hit the ground to weak to cry to weak to hurt to insane to feel this is only a peek into my damented life [comments] => 3 [counter] => 140 [topic] => 13 [informant] => DamentedSuicide [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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